Christ Is Risen! Let The Earth Sing With Joy!

And if Christ had not risen from the dead,

or have broken the bands of death 

that the grave should have no victory, 

and that death should have no sting, 

there could have been no resurrection.

But there is a resurrection, 

therefore the grave hath no victory, 

and 

the sting of death 

is swallowed up in Christ.

He is the light and the life of the world; 

yea, a light that is endless, 

that can never be darkened; 

yea, and also a life which is endless, 

that there can be no more death. 

Mosiah 16:7–9

 

He Is Risen!

He is risen! He is risen!

Tell it out with joyful voice.

He has burst his three days’ prison;

Let the whole wide earth rejoice.

Death is conquered; man is free.

Christ has won the victory.

Come with high and holy hymning;

Chant our Lord’s triumphant lay.

Not one darksome cloud is dimming

Yonder glorious morning ray,

Breaking o’er the purple east,

Symbol of our Easter feast.

He is risen! He is risen!

He hath opened heaven’s gate.

We are free from sin’s dark prison,

Risen to a holier state.

And a brighter Easter beam

On our longing eyes shall stream.

Text: Cecil Frances Alexander, 1818–1895

Music: Joachim Neander, 1650–1680

Isaiah 9:6 KJV

For unto us a child is born, 

unto us a son is given: 

and the government shall be upon his shoulder: 

and his name shall be called 

Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, 

The Prince of Peace.

He will swallow up death in victory; 

and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; 

and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: 

for the Lord hath spoken it.

Isaiah 25:8

Thy dead men shall live, 

together with my dead body shall they arise. 

Awake and sing, 

ye that dwell in dust: for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, 

and the earth shall cast out the dead.

Isaiah 26:19

And behold, I am the light and the life of the world; 

and I have drunk out of that bitter cup 

which the Father hath given me, 

and have glorified the Father in taking upon me 

the sins of the world, 

in the which 

I have suffered the will of the Father 

in all things from the beginning.

3 Nephi

He is risen! He is risen!

Tell it out with joyful voice.

He has burst his three days’ prison;

Let the whole wide earth rejoice.

In the morning in the garden

Birds were singing soft and low.

Flowers nodded, grasses whispered,

As if to say, “We know, we know.”

Christ is risen! Christ is risen!

All the earth is glad again.

Christ is risen! Christ is risen!

And all men shall live again.

Mary waited in the garden,

Hoping she would see our Lord.

Then He called her, “Mary, Mary,”

And she knew His quiet word.

Christ is risen! Christ is risen!

All the earth is glad again.

Christ is risen! Christ is risen!

And all men shall live again.

  Easter Song

Mabel Gabbott

Christ In The Old Testament

CHRIST In The OLD TESTAMENT

Isaiah Chapter 53 

The book of Isaiah was written sometime during the ministry of Isaiah (approximately 740–701 B.C.). Since Isaiah’s ministry was centered in Jerusalem, this is the most likely location of the book’s origin.

CHAPTER 53

Isaiah speaks about the Messiah—His humiliation and sufferings are described—He makes His soul an offering for sin and makes intercession for the transgressors

1 Who hath ^abelieved our report? and to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?

2 For he shall grow up before him as a tender ^aplant, and as a ^broot out of a ^cdry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no ^dbeauty that we should desire him.

3 He is ^adespised and rejected of men; 

a man of ^bsorrows, and acquainted with grief: 

and we hid as it were our faces from him; 

he was despised, and we ^cesteemed him not.

4 ¶ Surely he hath ^aborne our ^bgriefs, and carried our sorrows: 

yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

5 But he was ^awounded for our ^btransgressions, 

he was bruised for our iniquities: 

the chastisement of our peace was upon him; 

and with his ^cstripes we are ^dhealed.

6 All we like ^asheep have gone ^bastray; 

we have turned every one to his ^cown way; 

and the Lord hath laid on him the ^diniquity of us all.

7 He was ^aoppressed, and he was ^bafflicted, yet he ^copened not his mouth: 

he is brought as a ^dlamb to the ^eslaughter, 

and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, 

so he openeth not his mouth.

8 He was taken from prison and from judgment: 

and who shall declare his ^ageneration? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: 

for the ^btransgression of my people was he stricken.

9 And he made his grave with the ^awicked, 

and with the rich in his ^bdeath; 

^cbecause he had done no ^dviolence, 

neither was any ^edeceit in his mouth.

10 ¶ Yet it pleased the Lord to ^abruise him; 

he hath put him to grief: 

when thou shalt make his soul an ^boffering for sin, 

he shall see his ^cseed, he shall prolong his days, 

and the ^dpleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand.

11 He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: 

by his ^aknowledge shall my righteous ^bservant ^cjustify many; 

for he shall ^dbear their iniquities.

12 Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, 

and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; 

because he hath poured out his soul unto ^adeath: 

and he was numbered with the ^btransgressors; 

and he bare the sin of many, 

and made ^cintercession for the transgressors.

I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me

Confused at the grace that, so fully, He proffers me

I tremble to know that, for me, He was crucified

That for me, a sinner, He suffered, He bled and died

Oh, it is wonderful that He should care for me

Enough to die for me

Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me

I marvel that He would descend from His throne, divine

To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine

That He should extend His great love unto such as I

Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify

Oh, it is wonderful that He should care for me

Enough to die for me

Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me

I think of His hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt

Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?

No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat

Until at the glorified throne, I kneel at His feet

Oh, it is wonderful that He should care for me

Enough to die for me

Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me

Text and Music  by Charles Hutchinson Gabriel